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The following story contains massive amounts of lusty yiffery between an orca and a half-dragon orca! If you are under the legal age in your home country/state or do not approve of two males getting it on, do *not* continue!! On the other hand, if you like and enjoy such things, feel free to read and enjoy in whatever ways you like;)

Koral-Rath is © Calafin. Cet'I, Certon'is, Chi-thon, and the accompanying cetacean pantheons are © John Calafin and owned by themselves. Toumal is © himself. The EPIC(Eternal Prison of Intimacy and Chastity) Universe is © Calafin. Story written by Calafin with help from Naketa Orcan.

Greetings: My name is unimportant. Suffice to Say, I am a priestess of the order which Koral-rath among its members. This is a tale of how even a peasant boy, can discover he has greater things within him. Now listen to the guardian sprit, and learn.

Koral-rath sighed as he padded up the hillside, glancing beside himself now and then to be sure he wasn't being followed; it had been a very long season, and he was looking forward to some lodging and a good hot meal.. and perhaps, if he was lucky, some company.

Pausing just below the crest of the hill, the imposing mass of muscle, slick skin, and scales checked behind himself one last time, all 10 feet of his form alert for danger, and shaking his head, he continued over the crest, spying the largish inn in the valley below, and began approaching it, the light revealing more of his stature to anyone looking out their windows.

Stepping into the wan light of the twin lanterns adorning the door, He glanced at the wooden panel above it, announcing the large construct as the "Porpoise Pub and Inn". The silvery scales cloaking his head and shoulder were mostly hidden by the cloak he wore, but still revealed some of the slick form beneath it, and the large lump on his back, as he opened the door and stepped in, a warm of warmth from the inside blasting away the cold chill of fall, not that one such as he could feel it.

Closing his eyes, he waited a moment for the customary gasps to dissipate, and he then stepped forward, eyeing the barkeep, a rather squat looking bear, and smiled as best he could without revealing his teeth "I need a room for the evening.. what will it cost me for a good bed, a hot bath, and a meal?" The bear looked up at him, shaking his head, and then growled "your kind always brings trouble, but I'll still put you up.. 20 gold for the room, a bath, and your grub" and he immediately blinked and growled himself "20? I can buy a house for 5 times that! At least throw in a chamber maid for that kind of gold!" and The bear looked him back in the eye, unintimidated to the outer eye, but tensing himself. The negotiations continued for several more minutes, a few of the other patrons exchanging small bets as to whether or not they'd come to blows, whether or not he'd eat the inn master, and as to exactly what he was. Finally they reached an agreement, the bear huffing and pulling out a large key "fine, 15 you overgrown fish... but don't expect charity from me anytime soon!"

A nod was his reply as he took the key and dropped the expected coinage into the bears paw, plus a piece extra, the barkeep blinking down at his hand as the coins seemed almost frosted for a moment, and he grinned as the imposing form of the cleric went down the stairs and slid out of sight "Matilda! I want the biggest damn salmon you've got, and don't spare on the butter!"

It took only moments for Koral-rath to find his room and slip inside, giving a low groan as he shut the door behind him and removed his cloak, revealing his armored form under it. Though still concealed by leather and chain mail, it was obvious that this male was no stranger to battle, the huge maul adorned with symbols of strength placed near the bed, his gloves and boots kicked off as he readied himself to bathe, glancing around the room.

"Adequate" he thought as he glanced around, seeing a bed just large enough for him, a sunken tub made of some kind of stone, large enough for him to actually stretch out in. Beneath it was a fire pit, and a bowl for him to eye himself in to make sure he was fairly presentable. Sadly, it did have a chamber pot, but he could deal with that. Sitting down, he was surprised at a quick beat of knocks at the door; the food shouldn't have been ready for at least several minutes more. Getting up, he carefully positioned himself behind the door's swing, and opened it, hearing a soft chitter ; his mind more occupied on a possible threat than interpreting it, and several footfalls led into the room.

Not bothering with niceties, he slipped behind his guest and put his arm around his chest, pinning his arms to his sides and getting a loud squeal from the intruder, the platter he was carrying almost falling from his grasp as Koral-rath suddenly realized the skin he was holding felt very familiar to his own, and there was a dorsal poking into his belly "please, don't hurt me..."

Letting go, He heard a sigh as he glanced down and felt himself taken aback; staring back at him was a newly mature bull orca, perhaps 17 or 18 winters, no more, holding a platter with food concealed within "um.. I'm here to give you your bath and dinner?"

The orca was trying very, very hard not to let his beak hang open as he looked at their latest 'patron' and he knew if it weren't for his arms being grabbed, he might have dropped the platter. Never in his 19 seasons had he seen a being like this, and he couldn't stop himself from looking up at this new being who had walked into his world, glad his tunic hid the tint of his belly.

Standing before him was a mixture of dragon and his own race, the result looking at the same time incredibly intimidating but also a distilled essence of masculine strength. He had a head like most orcas, but where his melon would lie was a shield seemingly etched from silver, smaller scales of the same substance covering his face and going down to his neck. his eyespots were a brighter shade, like mithral, the fine scales becoming thicker as they reached his shoulders and chest, forming protective coverings over both shoulders and seemingly his back, then melding flawlessly into the normal black coloration of their kind. But instead of white, the same silvery substance filled instead. A single ring of gold adorned one of his nipples, and his chest and belly were as muscular as his arms, the build of a warrior combined with a blacksmith, a simple loincloth hiding his privacy as he finished glancing down, and, hearing a chuckle, his head snapped up.

"Well, I've had plenty of opponents eye me like that, but never a cooks helper.." Koral-rath chuckled, and he sat on the bed, eyeing him with a hint of playfulness in his eyes "so tell me, what will I dine on tonight?" and he rubbed his hands together, eyeing the young orca and the platter he held.

"Not bad at all" he thought as he eyed the bull, mentally chuckling; he knew exactly what that look usually meant, and something most of his kind overlooked was that he could smell things from being half dragon, and he knew exactly what was on the youth's mind. He stood about 7 feet tall, quite respectable, his body limber from running food but also muscular from cutting wood and other chores, his skin as yet unadorned by any scars, soft and supple, his eyes curious and innocent, only making it harder for him to not reciprocate in outward signs of arousal, and he churred as the young male opened the platter.

The open platter revealed a freshly smoked and cooked salmon, stuffed with old bread, native herbs, and a few bits of fruit, lying next to a bowl of fresh shepherd's soup, a wooden cask of beer barely fitted under the platter, the smell making him drool as he grinned, motioning the young orca over and taking the platter with a smile "it has been some time since I shared the company of another sea-dweller.. will you dine with me?" The young orca stuttered a moment; share a meal, with this statue of pure maleness? "um.. I'd be happy to.." he replied, and he slowly walked over, sitting with the gigantic hybrid on the floor and taking the piece of fish he offered, chittering "um, I'm Toumal, by the way.." Forcing himself not to stare at the draconic orca as he softly replied "Koral-rath, high cleric of Chi-thon" and he gulped and nodded, slowly eating the fish. They talked and ate, discussing how he came to live at the inn, various rumors, table-talk. Koral-rath described how he came to be a cleric of the cetacean god of protection and healing, the fish quickly disappearing along with the rest of the meal as they dined, the young orca feeling himself be a bit tipsy from the beer as he chuckled, churring "you might have to go.. I have a chamber servant coming for my bath and entertainment, and I don't know if you want to watch.. "

It was a piece of bait, a tasty fruit dangling in the air, and he smiled as the young orca grabbed it "actually.. none of the wenches were willing to.. I volunteered" and he felt his belly pinken more.. "well then Toumal.. bathe me..." and with that, he stood and dropped his loincloth, revealing a pair of heavy balls that made Toumal gasp and force himself to breathe again, the twin orbs looking big enough to stud a dozen females with room for more, sheathed in the same silver scales, mounted below a large slit which held his retracted member, and he chuckled "don't worry, they won't bite.." and he walked over to the tub, sliding inside and churring "mm, now, undress, it's time for you to get a better look at what you've been staring at all night"

The orca emitted a nervous eep as he was found guilty, but he didn't care, he wanted to see what was in store. Dropping his own loincloth to reveal his proportionate external sac and his male slit, he pulled up a sponge from the bucket next to the tub and starting to scrub along the massive half-dragons legs, cleaning off all the dirt and blood he'd accumulated from his battles, the gentle strokes bringing forth an almost draconic purr from the giant as the young bull pampered his body, stroking and cleaning into the water as he began to work his way up, almost worshipping the sculptured muscle and silver and black blubber-skin, the few scars only adding to it's flavor. The giant orca dragon groaned as he began stroking up to his belly, muscles tight and strong from countless battles being bathed, as behind him, unknown to him, what he had been thinking of all night was occurring, the slit peeling back to reveal a massive piece of hybrid pride as he continued up to Koral-Rath's chest, noticing the nipples had firmed a bit as he chattered, feeling his own pinkened belly and glad that the tub hid it from view as he looked up at his face, seeing a large smile as the hybrid chuckled "now, it's time for the second half.."

"Second half?" Toumal gently asked, then looked back and stared at the huge organ jutting from his groin, orca in shape but with a distinct draconic head, and before he could react he felt his beak being pushed over it, the massive hand on the back of his head giving him no leeway as the thick piece of male cock was thrust past his tongue and into his throat, his blowhole shooting air as he felt his mouth invaded, what little gag reflex he had as a cetacean being overcome as the thick length was pushed into his maw.

The hybrid gave a long, load moan as he felt his member engulfed for the first time in what felt like ages, thrusting his member deeply into the hot throat as he groaned, his heavy balls floating in the water as he reached over and grasped Toumal's own partially erected staff, stroking it "mm, yes, didn't your boss tell you? I asked for a Full Service bath..." and he churred, a dribble of pre falling onto the orca's tongue as the thick staff was forced into his maw in short, strong strokes. Toumal couldn't believe this was happening; he'd blown a few cocks before, took and been taken in the tail, but never a cock like this, it felt as big as his arm! He couldn't deny a part of him though, that liked this, being forced over the massive staff, the incredibly seductive male musk on his tongue as his mouth was used, being unable to stop the gigantic bull from taking his pleasure.. he felt his member slip into his partner's hand, and couldn't stop the lusty croon that issued from him, despite his minds rebellion.

Koral-rath grinned as he decided he should reciprocate, keeping Toumal's head forced down as he pulled him into the tub and began to eat into the young whale's tail ring, his tongue sliding in easily and finding the opening thoroughly clean to his delight, one hand keeping his throat surrounding his cock as his other fondled the sweet sac in front of him and he reamed the innocent looking bull, a churring hiss of pleasure issuing from him as he felt the young orca begin to not fight his hand and slide his mouth up and down his pride willingly, suckling upon it.

"That's better, Toumal.. Show me how good a chamber servant you can be for me..." he softly churred, his tail splashing lightly in the water, flukes brushing his head as he thrust more and more into his throat, his tongue sliding within the tight ring he was presented with as he murred, spurting pre within the young bull's throat as he began tongue-fucking his ass, drawing croons from the young blowhole, the prime piece of orca male-flesh dangling from his slit enclosed in Koral-rath's hand and dribbling pre.

The massive male had Toumal entranced, his mind not fully working, his instincts taking over as he began to willingly suckle on the huge piece of male-meat in front of him, the biggest he'd ever seen, gulping his throat around it and crooning as he felt his tail hole invaded by the flicking tongue of the huge male under him, his own cock being stroked in time with his head's bobbing, forming a lustful rhythm the rebelling part of his mind couldn't overcome, his arms and back relaxing as he grew accustomed to the staff in his mouth and the tongue under his tail, giving himself to this male even as his balls began to pull up into himself in preparation.

The pair continued for several more minutes, the hissing and murring half draconic bull orca in the tub being careful to enjoy the younger male orca astride him, his tongue alternately thrusting into the young male's ass and lapping at his foot of prime orca member, his own massively thick and long staff filling his partners throat and beak to the brim as both dribbled pre-seed. Each worked each other towards their ultimate pleasures, both racing to make the other climax while also trying to hold their own pleasure back to savor the experience. Toumal was the first to give in to his body's demands, closing his eyes and giving a lustful moan as his member and balls were both sucked into the paladin's mouth for a final time, firing what seemed to him like gallons of his spume as the giant under him murred and guzzled it down like a fine ale, both hands grasping his rump and holding him steady as the hybrid's tongue bathed the younger male's spear in pleasures, drawing out every drop of his load as his own member throbbed in eagerness within the orca's maw.

The half-dragon orca murred as he drained Toumal's substantial load, having had more years of practice in blowing dick then the younger bull had been alive thanks to his draconic heritage, his tongue sliding up to lap again at the now recovering balls in front of him, and then giving a lusty growl as he felt his cock being assaulted, his balls being massaged as his partner decided to show him what he could really do, beak and hands employed as he could only throw his head back and groan, not having expected such a fast recovery, nor for the young male to now be so eager, shuddering as he licked his beak "Yes Toumal, earn your reward.." It didn't take long for his suckling beak, lusty tongue, and talented mouth to receive his just reward, The half-dragons bellow held in clenched teeth as a load worthy of his draconic heritage was sprayed into his maw, bolt after bolt of molten lust firing in a creamy fusillade that quickly overwhelmed the young bull, overflowing his mouth and dribbling onto his chest and neck, his head held down on the spouting spire by the half-dragons hand as he bucked and churred in ecstasy, splashing water from the tub.

As Koral-rath's motions slowed, Toumal gave a groaning churr as he pulled his head off of his member, taking a moment to swallow and then glancing back, not realizing that the cock he'd just blown wasn't softened at all, in fact, it was harder, as he chittered "are you sure you don't have some stallion in you?" and was met with a soft laugh "I've had some stallion in me several times, but not in the way you're thinking" and he grinned as the young orca's face went blank a moment, the visions of him underneath a stallion enough to re-pinken the young bull's belly and cheeks as he murred "But first.. we have something else to attend to"

"wha.." Were the only words Toumal was able to blurt out as he was grabbed from behind and pushed onto all fours, his tail lifted as he gave a surprised and fearful groan "no, I can't! you're too big!" but was ignored, trying to struggle as Koral-rath positioned himself behind him, the massive spear of hybrid cock now a good 2 feet long and as thick as his forearm, the sharp draconic tip pressing to his puckered ring as he whimpered, knowing his struggles were futile but trying anyway as he felt himself pressed down into the tub water from the cleric's weight settling atop him. "You will not come to harm, you have my word.." was softly whispered to him, and he whimpered, then gave a loud moan as he felt himself be impaled, hands gripping the edge of the tub as he closed his eyes and felt himself invaded, spread on the massive thickness now stretching him as he threw his head back and groaned, mingled pain and pleasure arcing through him like lightning.

The young orca tried to struggle, his body fighting the massive maleness being thrust into him, even if his mind kept telling him it would be safe. Koral-rath's normal self control was being weathered away though, by the wonderful tightness and bucking moans of his partner, inch after throbbing inch of his pride being thrust into his partner's hot tail, his strong arms pulling back on him to help sink even more pride into him, sharp groans of pleasure rumbling within the giant's chest. Gradually, the pleasure of his claiming overcame the concerns Toumal's body had for its health, and he began to buck back gently against the massive phallus, accepting its girth. His partner responded, sinking more and more of his thick hybrid cock into the quivering male beneath him, lapping along the bull's neck as he claimed, splashing the water in the tub back and forth in their throes.

Finally, after what seemed both like far too long and far too soon, The massive scaled balls met their counterparts, the spear of flesh fully sheathed within it's tight new home, it's thrusting starting to become more regular, both moaning as the young male fully gave himself to the dominant draconic orca atop him, and the hybrid gave himself to the pleasure of taking the almost virginally tight orca now hilted atop his shaft, both savoring the splash of the water, the unique feel of their partners skin and the sound of his voice, dancing the ancient dance. With slow, deliberate, gradual waves, their pleasure grew, Toumal mirroring his partner's movements as they began to near their edges, a strong hand sneaking down to grasp and stroke the kitchen-helpers member as he was impaled again and again. His balls slapped again and again wetly against the swollen orbs of the cleric as he took him, pre dribbling from both their cocks as they neared their edges, both wanting so badly to climax, but also not wanting this experience to end.

Their actions became more frantic as the massive form of Koral-rath began humping in earnest, almost thrusting hard enough to hurt the young orca as he rode that throbbing spear, and he could no longer hold back, his huge scaled balls pulling within him and emptying their cargo, fulfilling their duty as they studded the tight hole his cock lied within, Toumal echoing the moaning roar of his partner with his own squeal a moment later as his maleness sprayed his essence into the water and through the massive hand stroking it, arching his back as he was truly claimed by the huge orca hybrid.

Gradually, The huge dragon-bull's actions slowed, as did his partners, seed overflowing from the no longer as tight tail slit, his partners member slowly dribbling out the last of it's load as Koral-rath smiled and bent down, licking his neck with a soft purr "mmmm, that was worth more gold than I shall ever possess..." Toumal's whimpering murr and nod of reply was all that needed to be said, but the large cleric had other ideas, waiting until the young bull recovered and slowly pulling out and nuzzling him, then turning him over and giving a truly lustful murr as his cock, re-firming, was thrust back into the young orca again, making him whistle in surprise "again!?!?!"

"I'm a half dragon, Toumal.. do you think I'm only good for twice?" and he grasped his partner, pulling him into a sitting position, making him start to ride his fat staff like a whore, his previous climax lubricating the tight orca tail slit and letting him hump into it more easily as he grasped the young male's waist and pushed him down, taking him fully again before starting to thrust in a staggered rhythm.

Whatever the bull orca was going to say was cut off as a massive tongue was slid into his mouth, and what started as a lusty tongue-kiss turning into something more, hands caressing as they rutted there in the tub, now not just madly humping, but exploring each other's features in the most intimate of ways, slick belly-skin rubbing as the free member of the smaller orca was rubbed between them, hardening it once again, his body now at the willing mercy of the dominant orca giant. That was not their last coupling that night; all through the wee hours the two coupled and explored, tasting and savoring and pleasuring one another, in ways Toumal had never seen or imagined, and which the draconic hybrid had not been able to indulge in for years. Finally, the draconic orca's partner could handle no more and collapsed into sleep, a soft churr his lullaby as Koral-rath lied down next to him, cock still sheathed within his tail hole, arms wrapped around him, and both slept.

The next morning, a loud squeal awoke them both, the mouse chamber-maid having gotten an eyeful of the thick cock still buried in Toumal, a slamming door seconding the announcement as a loud laugh echoed in the room, followed by a snigger from the smaller orca "well, she'll be reporting where I was last night to the owner shortly, I should go.." "No Toumal, wait." Was the response as the young orca grunted and slowly pulled himself from the thick phallus halfway buried in him "there is something you must know." And with a loud *Pop!* he pulled free, giving a moan as he suddenly felt so empty, and turned to eye the huge giant on the bed beside him, trilling "what do you mean?"

"While you were sleeping last night.. I looked at you using my second sight.." The term brought a blank look from the younger orca, and he glanced up at the large eyes, which, he noted, now looked as serious as a medic treating an injured soldier "you have the gift Toumal.. You could, if you wish, become a priest; you can learn how to help others."

"No, you're kidding.. I'm.. I'm just a kitchen-hand! I don't know how to swing a sword or use magic!" and he glanced at the draconic hybrid again, and then glanced down at himself, and wondered why all of a sudden, his body looked.. a little less weathered, almost glowing. "you had the potential, and my essence helped it to awaken" Toumal paused a moment "So.. you mean.. I could become a cleric of Chi-thon, like you? I could go defend my family and heal people?" and he watched as Koral-rath sat up in the bed, eyeing him "it is not a specific potential.. you could become a cleric such as myself, you could be a priest of Cet'i and Certon'is , insuring pleasure and fertility.. there are many path's, but you can choose which one you desire.. it is your destiny to decide, not mine"

A gigantic hand was placed on Toumal's shoulder, and he felt a tingling along his shoulder, followed by a brief, sharp pain, like someone had poked him with a needle, and he glanced down, seeing a glowing glyph now adorning his shoulder "you now bear the mark of an acolyte.. There is a map of all the local temples, and which deities they serve, in my coat.. retrieve it for me?" The young orca nodded and turned, digging through the coat, not realizing that, with the practiced speed of a seasoned soldier, Koral-rath had re-donned all of his gear and armor, and when he finally found the map with an exclamation of accomplishment and turned around, the gigantic hybrid was gone. "What, no, wait!"

By the time Toumal had donned a loincloth, run up the stairs, and gotten to the front door, the cleric was gone, and glancing down at his hand, he saw a map of his future, of the destinies he could choose. The glyph glowed on his shoulder, and looking out, at the hill where the huge hybrid had first approached, he grinned "Oh no, Koral-rath.. I'm not giving up that easy.." and with that, he went back into the inn, and began to pack.